Imagine being my personal boot slave. You buy, I wear, I come home, you clean. Pair after pair of shiny boots clickety clacking, echoing through the house...the way the patent leather creaks (and I make sure you hear it) as I move my feet in them. These boots are made for ruling the world.

Imagine being my personal boot slave. You buy, I wear, I come home, you clean. Pair after pair of shiny boots clickety clacking, echoing through the house...the way the patent leather creaks (and I make sure you hear it) as I move my feet in them. These boots are made for ruling the world.